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The Disgrace

2008-03-30T10:24:00.000-07:00

Listening to: The Rejection, Various Artists

So here on the edge it is the most ultimate wonderful day outside, it's days like these that remind you that there are only 4 months, sixteen weeks, some incredible number of hours 'till school i s O U T! But of course, instead of working on my horrendous tummy tan what am I doing?! Homework!

Yes we all have to keep up our grades and etcetera but do they have to assign stupid things like reference cards for research projects or something? They're just doing this to torture us. I wish I could boycott it. But my history teacher is a pain in my minimal ass so I doubt he'll succumb to the will of thirty odd high school-ers.

-scream of frustration-

Verymodelofamodernmajorgeneral...

2008-03-02T12:44:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Modern Major General

"Do you all intend to leave me robbed of my daughters, the very lights of my life?"

"Yes that is what we intend."

Haven't touched this and is bored. going to go paint.

It Really Can Get Worse

2008-01-28T18:35:00.000-08:00

Listening To: When You're Gone, Avril Lavigne

Somehow you wouldn't think things could go as wrong as they do.

There's someone. I've never felt this way about anything or anyone and it's unsettling. I'm not used to caring for someone more than I care about myself. The world used to go simply: Me, My Family and Friends and then Everyone Else. My priorities have been shuffled. I feel sick but in a good way. Every time I'm near him the world gets slower and I feel like I'm moving through Jell-O, I can't breathe, I can't think straight, I can't speak, I revert to being a five-year-old. I can't stop looking, whatever scent he's wearing- it is all I can smell, I can feel the heat radiating from him even though I'm nine feet away, every sound he makes is glorious.

Basically he freiking mutilates my senses.

Every ounce of strength goes into not walking over, not wrapping my arms around him and pressing my face to his chest, kissing him, telling him how horrible it is to feel this way. It almost makes me sick to my stomach, sometimes it does. Not five minutes go by in which he doesn't cross my mind. Not three seconds go by in which I feel disgusted for not doing anything. I don't feel good enough for him but all I want is to be with him, really with him. None of that, horizontal macerena stuff. Just sit next to him, doing anything. Even nothing.

This is weird. I'm going to stop now.

Chipmunk on Crack

2008-01-14T18:34:00.001-08:00

Listening to: Phantom of the Opera, Sarah Brightman and Steve Harley

Yeah, no comment about today really other than:

Waited around to audition for the musical.

Freaked out

Went to coffee bean

freaked out some more

Auditioned for the Musical.

Pretty much died durring the inquisition.

Came out and freaked out major-ly

Died again.

Walked home with a good friend

Died once more.

I think I'm good now.

During my first major freak-out I was given some interesting advice: Just follow what your heart says and you'll do fine. Unfortunately at that point in time my heart wasn't really thinking about the audition. Well it was but when I explained this later to someone else, my heart was not thinking about singing "Is This Home" versus "Beauty and the Beast."

You know what sucks? People can't take hints sometimes and I'll leave it at that, some day I'm going to just jump him and he'll be all, "Where the hell did that come from?"

You should have paid attention, I was listening to my heart.

You know you love me,

Like, Totally, Like, Wow! You totally freak me out!

2008-01-12T22:28:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Don't Wanna Be In Love, Good Charlotte

I don't know what's up really. I mostly forgot I had a blog again. Whatever, no one reads it anyway.

Got back from a semi-formal-ish partay by KT. Yes I'm a sellout but whatever, we're friends and that's the end. K is less whipped now, good for him! I'm proud. J is just as she always is, whatever.

List of the goods and bads of le partay:

-Hung out with friends- good

-Danced and probably broke a hip- good

-Had a romantic epiphany- bad

-Social Drama of some kind although I have no clue what the hell it was about- bad

-Had some fun- good

So all in all the party was okayishlygood which is nice. I don't really know though... In my opinion the only good drama at a party is when a fight breaks out. Other than that it's just depressing. And now I'm stuck here abloggin' and picking out the clumps of mascara from my eyelashes. (I really need to think of a better way to get this shit out.)

Alright so onto something important- I.E my romantic epiphany:

M and L if you're reading this then this should be news to you, but whatever.

I dunno but lately I haven't been able to stop thinking about him, he's always with me anyway and it's so hard not to just get onto my tiptoes and kiss him in front of everyone... or scream and rip off his clothes... jk not really, that'd be weird. Anywhoozle, I'm going to go insane if I don't do something but awkward would suck between us. Besides, we wouldn't make a very good couple, we just don't have complementing personalities, I mean, if we were opposites it would make more sense but us together is more like peanut butter and a kiwi than peanut butter and jelly, or a banana or an apple or even chocolate. (By the way, I detest peanut butter so that makes it even worse.) And if I really like this guy as bf material, shouldn't that keep me from feeling completely weird when we start to dance or whatever, I just feel awkward around him altogether. It's insane. I'm going insane. Great.

I'm going to sleep on this eventually. I'm probably over thinking all of this anyway.

You know you love me,

Muahahaha!!!!

2007-11-11T21:44:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Nothing

Muahahahhha I've gotten a MAC!!!! in fact, I'm typing on it now... I love my Mac.

You know you love macs too,

Reika

D.O.N.E

2007-09-23T18:47:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Bonnie Taylor Shakedown

I have officially had enough, that's all I can say. The trio made up of K, KT and J are all completely and totally insufferable and I refuse to endure them anymore. Let that much be it.

I'm completely and totally pissed now.

You know you love me,

Reika

100th POST!!! I have no life.

2007-07-21T11:50:00.000-07:00

Listening to: 4ever, the Veronicas

I JUST GOT THE SEVENTH HARRY POTTER BOOK! Almost half my friends finshed it in like, 5 hours but I don't care because this damn series is OVER! Thank e-Gads. I really don't like the series but once I got to book 4 I figured, "what the hell" and now I'm on book 7.

Nothing new happening in the world of me. My calves hurt from dance classes.

Back to reading and drawing.

You know you love me,
Reika

Falaffel and Iced Cream have NOTHING to Do with Eachother

2007-07-05T12:19:00.000-07:00

Listening to: A Whole New World, Brad Kane & Lea Salonga(Those are the actual singers.)

Quick rundown, I haven't posted in forever, we're now on summa break. I'm actually just wiling away the hours until 3 when I have to go to Gaurd practice.

I went to the Anime Expo up in Long Beach (This was my second year) and took NO pictures. We even brought a camera and everything! (I was pissed.) I bought the most adorable brown cat ears which I am going to embelish with ribbons in my school colours for football games. I did get to see some of my friends who graduated this year though, they had awesome costumes too.

I am currently going through Disney Withdrawl and living vicariously through Youtube (Yes I'm lame.) but I think I'm going to start working on my *secret* project for the blog.

You know you love me, and if you do, SEND ME DISNEYLAND TICKETS!

Reika

Multi-Talented and yet I can forget how to walk...

2007-05-05T21:54:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Say Anything (Else), Cartel

Sorry for the long time no post but I'm being in trouble for various reasons. I told them it was just a science experiment, that of course I was allowed to explode toilet bowls! I was measuring the radius of their explosions compaired to various brands!

Although I could have stood to no do it in the house.

Actually no, I didn't explode toilets, I'll leave all my non-existant readers to discover the truth, if you read it here, you should probably know why I'm grounded but whatever. bNatural WILL be posting soon though. My computer has been acting up, so has my sister and my life, but you know what, now that I'm being bored out of my mind, maybe I'll be able to post more frequently. Like I said, I do sorta have a life so that CAN get in the way of things such as webcomics and homework, but that's never stopped me before.

Maybe I'll suprise people with a peice of art later. Back to the comic... Or my math homework.

You know you love me,
Reika

House Arrest

2007-04-21T19:40:00.000-07:00

I can't go on the internet right now...for...academic reasons. Heh heh. See ya in a while though!

Big changes

2007-03-19T21:35:00.001-07:00

The bNatural blog is now on www.bNatural.blogspot.com Hoo rah!!!! I'm hopefully going to update every weekend starting next week but the beginning of the arc is up there right now. I may move the other bNatural comics over there later but I'm too lazy.

Reika.

Some for Me, some for you

2007-03-17T21:50:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Duel, Bond

This was an experiment in background. Those of you who know me should sort of recognize the park Mona's in though I did a horrible job at drawing it. The rock is smiling 'cause it likes to be sat on by pretty girl butts.

I actually saw a little girl doing this at the park, eating the bread while she fed some to the ducks. I do it too sometimes.

and now for something completely different, I'm starting to get my hair dyed tomorrow. I'M GOING BLONDE!!!!oneoneoene!

You know you love me,

Reika

Kitty Cats!!!

2007-03-17T18:30:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You, Highschool Musical

This is for Kitty, yes I know Neko means Kitty in japanese, I think, so it's redundant but KITTY is a character in bNatural so I decided to draw her like this. I drew her in a different style than bNatural is drawn because it was fun. This is actually close to my real un-bNatural style but you can kinda see it doesn't look good scanned etc.

You know you love me,

Reika

Let's bNatural!

2007-03-10T22:17:00.004-08:00

Listening to: Miracle, Cascada

Okay it's finally done. The comic that started it all!

Pardon if you can't see it. I'll post it on my deviant art as well.

http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/50600999/

Extra points to anyone who can name who's who in real life. The nekkid guy and the long haired girl in panel one are probably the hardest but all of them are from Vocal Ensemble.

you know you love me,

Reika

Yay!

2007-03-10T10:49:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Go My Way, idolM@ster

actually that's the game it's from, for some reason I really like this song.

The idolM@ster has brought to light something interesting, the differences between japanese culture and american... no duh.

See our popstars and idols etc. have serious issues. Theirs dress in cute little outfits and sing catchy J-pop songs. Also, this gives artists an exucse to draw rediculously adorable outfits that no real person could ever pull off. It's quite depressing really. Although this revelation is partly brought upon my recent manga splurge.

Also their dance moves are corny.

You know you love me,

Reika

Sleep Deprivision

2007-03-09T22:26:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Nothing

Finally I have finished something interesting. Here's a test comic for B Natural, It took me two hours including the time I spent having dinner with some family friends.

http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/50525416/

so that's the url, I couldn't get it large enough on here. I'll think of something later, right now I need sleep.

They're in a videogame if you didn't know.

you know you love me,

Reika

"Go ahead, punch that mime!"

2007-02-15T16:17:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Nothing

Happy Valentines day people. A day late. I'm not going to talk about yesterday though anyway for one simple reason:

I hate Valentine's Day (I do it for the flowers)

My reason? V-day rhymes with "D-day" which stands for Doom's Day, duh!

Actually I was just reminded of something funny that only FireMageJun would get: This one time I was at T's house and we were busy playing Final Fantasy 12 for 12 straight hours and after a while she got bored and handed me the controls. After a breif stint of nearly getting myself killed, she started yelling at me every time I needed to use a Pheonix Down. After my upenteenth time using it she finally jumps up and exclaims:

OMG I GET IT!

"Get what?"
"Pheonix down! You know, like Pheonix feathers?!"
at that point I hit her with a pillow.
"Wait, you knew that?"
"Yes."
"Oh... See all this time I was thinking it was like a code or something like 'Black hawk down!' see?"

Yeah, that was stupid. But we all love T anyway.

You know you love me,
Reika

A quick announcement to those who may be reading:

2007-02-02T21:46:00.000-08:00

A quick announcement for those who may be reading:

Colouring sucks ass, after BNatural 1 I'm changing the art style and making it black and white!

have fun,

You know you love me,

Reika

Being sick sucks butt.

2007-01-07T15:38:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Fidelity, Regina Spektor

I've lost my voice, this sucks for a few reasons

1. I've got to go back to school tomorrow, which means I have to go back to choir and debate and all those other classes in which I am forced to talk.

2. I cannot sing in the shower... or in my bedroom, or into my hairbrush while dancing about in my underpants.

3. I cannot yell at my sister who is amost constantly a butt and will not stop pestering me.

I sound like a bullfrog when I talk but I've stopped croaking mostly because my throat hurts like hell when I try to talk.

On the bright side, I've been given enough time to work on some illustrations. This is Mona Balatro, she's the main character of B Natural (that thing that I've been spending most of my 5th period doing instead of focusing on algebra, but we'll overlook that for now.)

You may recognize her from the other picutre I posted here a while ago. They are actually sorta the same person... but not really. I'm not sure how, but they just aren't okay?!

You know you love me,

Reika

Tripping is the New Walking

2007-01-07T11:22:00.000-08:00

Listening to: First Date, Blink 182

What's that supposed to mean? 182?

Haha, I have new clothing FROM THE SEVENTIES! so maybe it's old clothing. I ALSO HAVE A DAGGER. (which we use to cut hose in the car.) MY DAGGER COMES WITH A SHEATH! (which was so old that the leather on the button thingie on the hilt cracked and broke. The dagger is also quite rusty.)

So, has anyone noticed that when you say something over and over again- colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful colorful- or just read it, the word stops looking like a real word. Or stops sounding like a real word?

I had to correct myself a zillion times when I found was spelling colorful with a U

colourful.

that looks more like a proper word now.

You know you love me,
Reika

p.s. That also works for walking too... if you concentrate to hard on it, you start to forget how to walk.

I'M BASCH VON.... (what'shisname)

2007-01-01T12:15:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Scotty Doesn't Know, Lustra

Watching the Tournament of Roses Parade and spazzing out to music. FUN!

So now it's 2007! After a night of Martinelli and Creampuffs I realize that I must make some New Year's resolutions so here goes:

The standard: Grades and weight
2.Get B Natural up and running
3. Start saving money for PS3
4. Buy blonde wig.

There are more but I can't think of any at the moment. So tootles from the new year,

You know you love me,
Reika

Let's B#

2006-12-31T19:20:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Things I'll Never Say, Avril Lavigne

Hey people! Long time no postie but whatever, I mean, no one's reading this stuff anyway.

So for those of you who don't know, the comic that I've spent most of my fith period this semester working on is slowly making it's way to the internet, like, sometime in 2007. WHICH IS COMMING LATER TONIGHT! Okay, I've gotta cut this short because I've gotta be off to celebrate!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

You know you love me, send me good luck kisses for the new year,

Reika

P.S. I have just been informed that one of my friends has "Outgrown" me

Fun Right?

2006-12-25T11:43:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Punk Rock 101

Rekster dear, why don't you play with your -cough- fog machine- sputter- cough- gag-

Outside?

HapMerry Kwahanamistoliceadan

2006-12-25T09:07:00.000-08:00

Listening to: ANYTHING OTHER THAN CHRISTMAS CAROLS! If my friends know anything about me, it's that I really don't like any kind of holiday music.

Okay so it is once again Christmas, yes I'VE SURVIVED A YEAR WITHOUT LYNCHINGS OR BEATINGS!!! Only five days 'til the new year so I hope I can hold my own until then I'll be brainstorming resolutions again...

Anyway, for now, here's a holiday rant!

So I was listening to the radio who was telling me about the great charities that everyone seems to give on Christmas, soup kitchens create huge dinners for the one day that we celebrate baby Jesus. Isn't that wonderful? We give back to the community ONE DAY A YEAR. If you really wanted to help in a soup kitchen on a holiday, I suggest this:

Eight days of latke feasts or something! Don't you think that the homeless would rather feast for eight days instead of one day of food? Not a Channukka fan? Let's make the feasts a twelve day affair like Christmas used to be! Like the song!

Anyway, in my head it was a better formulated rant than on "paper." More later, I gotta change, my family and I are going out for Chinese food.

You know you love me,
Reika

Change of Look

2006-12-19T18:40:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Lustra, Scotty Doesn't Know

If you're colour blind, or you have a narrator reading my posts to you or something, I'll have you know I've changed my blog layout again. It now looks rather... er... whatever. But anyway, it's different and I like it for now. Though I wish I knew more HTML so I could add cool jazz to it etc.

anyway that's all,

You know you love me

Lara

Unhealthy Obsession

2006-12-17T19:49:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Best of Both Worlds, Hannah Montana

Yes, it says Hannah Montana. I'm attempting to make peace with such an insane concept.

Though it would be cool to do that, though very stressfull, but it'd be fun considering I don't have much drama in my life currently.

Everyone wants to be famous or whatever but I'm pretty sure that once they became famous they'd trade it back for their old lives. I mean, who wants to be followed about by pooparazi and forced into stupid publicity stunts etc. I can totally see why famous people would want to pretend to be people like us, we're so freiking awesome!

Wait that can't be right.

Because last time I checked LIFE WAS NOT THAT COOL!
Lara
I feel so out of the loop now, this is sad, I need to get back on the saddle. But the problem is that the core of my problem is hard to fix. See this is the sad issue that's keeping me from being on top of everything that I should be ontop of:

A girl who I'm calling M. Who I thought was my friend. Close enough of a friend that I bought her a Politically Correct Winter Gift. Had a birthday party. M invited pretty much everyone fathomable. Even those who she'd only known for like, 2 days. Everyone fathomable save moi and like, 4 other people.

Now normally this doesn't bug me at all but for some reason this got to me and it makes me feel bad that I can be so low as to feel bad that I didn't get invited to a birthday party.

Though let's not tell M that.

I guess I can still give her her Winter Gift, it's just that she and I used to be pretty close until this year and it hurts.

Heh, that seems a little shallow though!

you know you love me,

I'm sorry I'm so late- but I've got a great story!

2006-12-02T20:18:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Fidelity, Regina Spektor

Sorry there've been no updates but like I contunually state: No one cares, there are no avid readers anyway only NON-existant fans.

So in the last few days: My choir had a concert, I attempted to stop liking a guy, I think I proved to my english class that I am mentally unstable, and I think that's it.

Does anyone know that site: postsecret.com? I've a list of things I want to put there too.

Anyway, I can't think of much to say,

you know you love me,
Reika

It took me how many years to realize this?

2006-11-25T09:34:00.000-08:00

Listening to: She's so High, Tal Bachman

So, just a little something I've realized...

Turkeys are really ugly birds...

No I mean, really ugly... like scarface ugly or um... pug ugly but not as cute or um... nevermind.

Sooooo a thanksgiving has come and gone again. I'm loaded with homework I blew off until now and so I'm supposed to be working on that. Funfunfun.

Rant time:
Something I really hate a lot happens to be holiday season. First of all, I'm Jewish/Bhuddist so it's kind of annoying to listen to "Politically Correct Seasonal Greetings" when they really mean Merry Chistmas. "FOR THE LOVE OF G-D ALREADY, SAY CHRISTMAS, WE'RE NOT GOING TO CARE!!! Okay some people may care but at least I wouldn't take much offense, I mean, we live in a Christian society and that's the truth, if I really wanted to hear Happy Channukka every second of the holiday season I'd move to Isreal or something. Second of all, I strongly dislike the little holiday trinkets that people buy for you and everyone says "how cute" and then you realize after the holidays that you're never going to need them again 'till next year but then someone gives you a new one and it's like, "What the heck do I do with the first one."

Maybe it's just me.

Anyway, that was all I needed to rant about today. Back to homework.

You know you love me,
Reika

Fun Music Quiz

2006-11-23T13:09:00.000-08:00

So I found this fun quiz here's how it works:

1. Put Music Player on shuffle
2. For each question press the next button
3. Use the song's title as the answer for each question.

Here's what I got using radioblogclub's player.

1.) How am I feeling today? “Emo Kid” – Adam and Andrew (I AM NOT EMO!!! Funnie though.)
2.) How do I feel about getting married? "London Bridges" - Fergie (I don’t really get it… this could only end up in tears and a lot of glue.)
3.) What is my best friend's theme song? "Natural’s Not in It" – Gang of Four (Uh… Cory sent me this song and it’s from Marie Antoinette... My friends are horny? Gambling addicts? I’m totally confused.)
4.) What is/was highschool like? "Ordinary Day" – Vanessa Carlton (Everything was trippy, boring and full of makeouts? I have a FUN future ahead of me.)
5.) What is the best thing about me? "Only Hope" – Mandy Moore (I have no clue what this means? I’m desperate? I’m er… Hopefull?)
6.) How is today going to be? "Vindicated" – Dashboard Confessionals (I am totally confundled now. I take it today is going to be boring and confusing… like every other day. o_o)
7.) What is in store for this weekend? "Paper Wings" – Rise Against (Well, don't see how that can be bad...)8.) What song describes my parents? My player was acting funny so I got both “One Week" and “White Houses” – Barenaked Ladies and Vanessa Carlton (Um… I’m apparently always getting into fights with my parents and they’re incredibly random… or they had an affair a while ago… I’m going to go with the first one.)
9.) How is my life going? Either "Emo Kid" again or “Touchdown Turnaround” – Adam and Andrew or Hellogoodbye (I truly hope it’s the second one.)
10.) What song will they play at my funeral? "Mirror Kissers" - The Cribs (WTF!! I feel so sorry for the people who go to that.)
11.) How does the world see me? "Shimmy Shimmy Quarter Turn" – Hellogoodbye (I guess I am that random and lovesick but really. DOUBLE YOU TEE EFF!!!)
12.) What do my friends really think of me? "Mirror Kissers/Ain’t No Other Man" – The Cribs/ Christina Agulara (I HATE THIS QUIZ!!!)
13.) Do people secretly lust after me? "Always" – Saliva (I take back my previous statement. XD this is totally funny.)
14.) How can I make myself happy? "I Want You to Want Me" – Letters to Cleo (I have no clue what this means.)
15.) What should I do with my life? "Sexy Back" – Justin Timberlake (I don’t even wanna know.)
16.) Will I ever have children? "How to Save a Life" - The Fray (I have a feeling I’m going to have a miscarriage… shit.)
17.) What is some good advice? "I Saw it On Your Keyboard/The Animal Song" – Hellgoodbye/Savage Garden (I’m pretty sure it’s telling me to get nekid and write a song.)
18.) What do I think my current theme song is? "Mirror Kissers" – The Cribs (Since I’ve gotten it at least three times anyway I think someone’s trying to tell me something. I hope I’m not that vain.)
19.) What does everyone else think my current theme song is? "Everything’s Alright" – Motion City Soundtrack (That’s good I guess…)
20.) What type of men/women do you like? "Paradise" – Vanessa Carlton (I don’t really get this one either, is this a bad thing or a good thing.)
21.) Will you get married? "Emo Kid/Love and Memories" – Adam and Andrew/O.A.R (Please be the second one, please the be the second one, please be the second one.)
22.) What should I do with my love life? "Party Song" – Blink 182 (no comment)
23.) And if that doesn't work? "Paperwings" – Rise Against (Travel? Another one that needs help understanding.)
24.) Where will you live? "How to Save a Life/Don’t Go Breaking My Heart" – The Fray/Jesse McCartney and Anne Hathaway (Obviously I’ll be living in depressing musicals.)
25.) What will your dying words be? "Problem Girl" – Rob Thomas (I’m back to hating this quiz.)

This is so depressingly funny.

You know you love me,
Reika

Irony's a Bitch

2006-11-12T19:32:00.000-08:00

Listening to: She's so High... again.

So I've been procrastinating on this essay I had and now I can't remember if it's due tomorrow or tuesday. So I've been trying to call my classmates and ask but they're all out!!! The only one who's number I know and haven't tried is the one of the guy who I like a lot.

My problem: I cannot speak to him for beans. It's horrible, here's a sample conversation

Him: Hey
Me (Thinking): For the love of god say something, ANYTHING, something interesting, something funny say ANYTHING!!!
Me (Out loud): Carne is spanish for meat.
Him: Uh... Okay. So can I borrow a pencil?
Me (Practically throwing it at him.): Sure, why not here's an extra incase that one brea- (Stops and puts away second pencil.) Uh, yeah here.
Him: Thanks.
Me: (Thinking: Idiot idiot idiot!!!) -slaps self- Ow... I think that was supposed to be mental.

Yeah there's something wrong with me.

Okay here goes nothing, I REALLY need to know this due date.

You know you love me,
Reika

Crap, I have like ten thousand photos of him.

2006-11-11T12:40:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Blueberry Boat, Firey Furnaces (I am sure I spelled that wrong.)

Bored so I'm blogging. I think my entire family is sick of Blueberry Boat because I've been listening to it non-stop.

Nothing to post,

you know you love moi,

Reika

"We're Rich But We're Ghetto! Our Parents Own Jay Lenno!"

2006-11-09T22:05:00.000-08:00

Listening to: She's So High (Again.)

I've been listening to this song non stop... heh.

You'd only get the titile if you were at the game and saw me obviously. If you were there and missed the cute girl with the bead crown and club, rocking out to the percussion, I feel sorry for you. But then again, all my non-existant fans were there... I hope.

WE TUCKING LOST! I cannot belive we lost a rivalry match against the worlds most annoying school ever?! It's outrageous! I'm going to go berzerker on someone sooner or later.

Anyway, something fun that happened, not one streaker, but two in the Redodo colours! It was awesome and hilarious! It brightened our spirits until they caught the pale one. The one painted red got away. We alll stood up and started chanting:

"Let him go! Let him go!"

But they carted him off.

Aside from losing we had a pretty good time. I only hope your night was as eventfully fun as ours was!

You know you love me,

Reika

"Let's Snickleway..."

2006-11-09T18:44:00.000-08:00

Listening to: She's so High, Tal Bachman

Busy being happy! Redodo against MiCo! Can't wait to beat their arses!!! HOOAH!

Results later!

You know you love me,

Reika

P.S. If you're going to le game then look for the cute dark-haired girl with a green club (the card symbol, not the weapon.) on her cheekbone.

THAT BITCH STOLE MY ARTICHOKE!!!

2006-11-07T18:27:00.000-08:00

Listening to: The Cribs, Mirror Kissers

So something funny for alll my non-existant fans to look at.

So my friend ( H ) and I go out for a quick-ish snack-like thing after school lets out today and we are low on money so we order an artichoke to split. About a half an hour later I'm finished with my half and H has got the heart and a few leaves left. The waitress comes and I ask for the check. She comes back with it and asks if I'm finished with my food, which I am. Then she grabbs H's plate which still has the heart on it. I don't really know why it was such a big deal... Okay I do but the look on H's face when that waitress walked away was helarious. After about a minute of silence she looks at me and goes:

"That bitch stole my artichoke."

I started to crack up. It was helarious. For a few seconds she was almost inconsolable. H left her a 2 dollar tip and stalked off.

Then we went and got some iced cream.

There's a lesson in that for some of you slow eaters out there, "GAURD YOUR ARTICHOKE HEARTS CAREFULLY!"

You know you love me,
Reika

Poor Cinderella didn't have PIXIE STICKS!

2006-11-05T10:50:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Party Song, Blink 182

So this morning I woke up and was feeling all emo about not going to homecomming.

And then I got a hold of the pixie stix I had in my Halloween candy bag.

I don't think you could get this hyper on crack.

Yeah, so there.

You know you love me,
Reika

GO OUTSIDE AND GET THE GROCERIES BEFORE A HOBO TAKES THEM ALL!

2006-10-29T20:14:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Nothing yet, I have "Mirror Kissers" by the Cribs stuck in my head.

This is important news!!!, I have discovered that one can post pictures on a blog!!! And that the "enter" button isn't working again.
Here is a little something for all my non-existant fans, a dumb drawing of me that I did in like, ten seconds!

You know you love me,

Reika

Yeah, It's Just You... or Me.

2006-10-17T19:39:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Over My Head, The Fray

Today I can be emo because I have a real reason. It may be superficial but it's still a good reason. Here we go:

Homecomming

There are so many issues tied into that little word that no one can pinpoint the exact problem with the word. Mine is the whole social factor. To further explain the problem here is a mini dialouge that my sister and I had this afternoon:

Reki: So are you going to homecomming?
Reika: No.
Reki: So you're going to an anti-homecomming party?
Reika: No.
Reki: So you're going to a regular party then?
Reika: No.
Reki: Well what ARE you doing for homecomming.
Reika: Maybe I'll go to the football game. Honestly, I think I'm just going to do what every other sad person does.
Reki: And that would be? (Obviously not getting it.)
Reika: Stay at home and do nothing.

She then proceeds to ask me what the cost of homecomming tickets is and wants to know if she should wear black or blue this time, over looking the fact that I'm pretty distressed over the whole thing. I won't blame her this time though, as most of my non-existant fans know, I'm a pretty cheery girl so it's hard to imagine me being down about this sort of thing.

What's ten times worse is that, I don't have the backup I'm supposed to have for this kind of problem. No offense to them but most of my friends are a little on the stoic side and therefore don't really provide the comfort I may need. BUT I have to give kudos to Gothic Kitten and Tishieness for tolerating the emoness. I promise I'll move out of it soon, I just need this time to vent.

Okay that's enough for one post. Next: One more reason to be depressed: Ma soeur.

I should have totally done this a long time ago.

2006-10-14T13:27:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Wishing you were somehow here again, Phantom of the Opera

I was bored today so I decided to bind my chest. For those of you who don't know me, this is no small feat. So I found some cloth which I ripped into a long strip and started to wrap it. I think I've gone down to an A cup. My friend says it's like something out of Jackass. "Hi my name is Reika and I will be taping my boobs down." Ouch.

It looks sorta good.

On a completly different note, Christine Daae is a complete and extremely gullible.

You know you love me,
Lara

Superman is sexy.

2006-10-01T09:16:00.000-07:00

Listening to: M.I.A, Avenged Sevenfold

So a couple things today. First, another appology to all those little NONEXISTANT fans for the my absence again. Now for our feature presentation.

So I'm stuck between a rock and some bad hair... or is it some Pocky and a bad place? I can't remember but I have work to do or I can attempt to phone a friend... after 10 o'clock (See the book, How to Behave and Why.)

So I'm playing KH2 and I get to yet another part where they're holding up the stupid orby thingies and I'm busy freaking out "OMG WHY THE HECK DO THEY EVEN DO THIS?! IT'S COMPLETELY BESIDES THE POINT!!!"

... Reika it's just a little gimick....

Also, I'm stuck trying to find a gimmick to use for the opening of my speech (If only I had a dead body) why the heck did I sign up for MUN. Damnit.

Okies, I gotta go and kill someone for my project.

You know you love me,
Reika (Hah, I got my name right this time.)

DoberMen are just as annoying and stupid as American Men

2006-09-17T14:38:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Holding out for a Hero, Frou Frou

Something I've discovered, I cannot type anything anywhere without attracting extreme hate. Okay announcement to the world: YOU DON'T HAVE TO LIKE ME, YOU DO HAVE TO TOLERATE ME!!! that is all...

Okay so everyone wanted to know so I'll tell.

I have a correction, I was NOT attacked by a doberman I had gotten my breeds wrong once again... (this is so demeaning) the little menace was a Daschund...

I was playing some dumb version of kick ball (More like Calvin ball) with my good friend who I shall not name (I can call her P though.) and des tres chouette garcons arrive. They want to play too and so I kick the ball exceptionally hard...

into the backyard of the house next to the lovely park.

We don't have another ball to play with and P wanted to keep the guys around so I volunteer to go get it. (I don't know if that was sheer brilliance or sheer stupidity.) That was when the fun started.

I would like to explain the few mistakes that I commited that probably prove grounds to forbid me to ever contribute to the gene-pool.

1. I first kicked off my flipflops because we all know that it's easier to hop a fence without shoes. And of course when you're wearing a t-shirt and baggy jeans that are bound to get caught on the said fence, you need all the "help" you can get. IT WASN'T EVEN A CHAIN LINK FENCE, IT WAS A FREIKING 5' WOODEN PLANK FENCE!!!

2. Once on top of this lovely pointy splintery wooden fence I examine the yard for our ball and dramatically hop down... only to discover that the belt loop of my lovely pants were caught on a split peice of wood. I get a major wedgie of sorts, a bruise, a scratch and a splinter as a tumble noisly off the top.

3. After cursing proufusely (Mistake number three), I dust myself off and head to retreive my ball. I have the ball in hand when I hear growling... apparently the loud stream of curse words has woken up the resident grouch, Mr. Frumps the Daschund. WHO THE HECK NAMES THEIR DOG, MR. FRUMPS!?

4. P and one of the guys yells for me to run. I stop and accidentally make eye contact with that stupid mutt. (number four) I am thoroughly screwed mostly because I have to pass the dog to get back to the fence which I came from. I cautiously attempt to move to the left.

5. The dog charges, I make a mad dash for the fence. ARRGGHH!! If you've ever had an out of body experience than you will know how relaxing it can be... this was not one of those times.

6. I make it to the fence and get about halfway up before I feel a strange sensation on my leg. Then I realize it is the feeling of my baggy pants sagging at a dangerous angle down my left leg. That damn dog had gotten the hem of my pant leg and was attempting to pull me back to the ground.

7. I think that trying to shake the dog off my leg only made him madder because he realized that my jeans don't have nerves in them but my heel does. Talk about Achilie's heel...

8. I get over the fence, ball and all pretty much bawling and pulling the damn dog over with me. Thank gosh one of the guys wraps Mr. Frumps in a sweatshirt before I can get my hands on him or else I would have taught him a lesson that he would never forget. Damn Dog. We carefully lower the sweatshirt to the ground on the other side of the fence with me safely back in the park.

A few days ago, P called me to tell me that her sweatshirt has a suspicious yellow mark on it. I simply told her that my heel hurt and that next time she was going to get that damn ball.

I don't think I made a very appealing impression on those guys...

You know you love me,

Lara

-Error-

2006-09-09T08:27:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Blueberry Boat, Fire Furnaces

So I’m back. In the time I was gone I’ve lost probably 2 friends and gained none. I’ve gotten attacked by a Doberman and verbally abused by one of my former friends because I called her out on abusing the word “hardcore.”

That’s the thing about people like that though, they really do think they’re hardcore and when you try to tell them otherwise, they unleash their furry of cusswords and middle fingers. I know this may be an oxymoron but, the MC days can really show you who your friends are. (If you don’t know what MC is then I feel sorry for you, and wonder how the heck you came across this blog.)

I’ve gotta go, I’ve run out of things to write that aren’t going to get me stabbed. I’ll prolly write later.

You know you love me (or at least I wish you did.),
Reika

And Lord Knows He Ain't Got The Smarts...

2006-08-27T17:25:00.000-07:00

Listening to: When You're Good to Mama, Chicago (Queen LaTifa... or however you spell that.)

So summer's ending soon and I will be forced to live out my days working again. Currently I'm huddled in the office listening to Chicago and various indie rock bands and writing here in a semi-pitifull attempt to do SOMETHING. My cousin is here right now though so I'm bound to be kicked out of here in a few anyway. So it's been a little bit of time since I've posted my latest reveiw or list so I'll give my non-existant readers a double scoop.

10 things to do on the last day of summer.

10. Sleep, though I don't think you should considering it's almost the end and you need to get in as much last-minute fun in as possible.
9. Throw a party. If you need to give a real reason, hold it in honer of my birthday.
8. Do that summer reading that you put off until the last minute because I'm sorry to say but now IS the last minute.
7. SHOP need a reason? Even if you don't go to school you can still use that as an excuse.
6. Get out of the city for a few days or something... traffic's bound to be thin considering everyone is busy comming IN.
5. Grab some friends and have a photo shoot, make some memories to post in your special space i.e. locker, office desk, car, whatever.
4. Have a barbeque or however that's spelled.
3. Go to the pool. Nothing's more refreshing than tanning beside a whole bunch of shreiking kids at your community swimming pool.
2. Finish up that summer fling with something really interesting and acutally have one!!! Okay that sucked but whatever.

And the number one thing to do before summer ends?

1. Go to the BEACH!!!

and now for a book review,

Name: Prep
Author: Curtis Sittenfeild
This was an okay book. Sittenfeild has a great style and great ideas but the whole story is acutally about a girl who does NOTHING with her life. Any uber literary dude will love the memoir style of this story but other than that, save your money, save a trip to the library just get the quicknotes or whatever they're called or ask a friend who's read it, they'll probably make it way more interesting.

There you have it, a double whammy of a post, I've gotta go now.

You know you love me,
Reika

Nothing's EVER Greener no matter what side you're on.

2006-08-06T13:22:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Memory,(Sung by Elaine Paige) Cats

I don't know what it is about this week but it has been the suckiest week of my life so far.

Wait, it's only Sunday so I'll rephrase: Starting Thursday this week has almost sucked for me. The ipod is great but I've spent the last few days cut off from society without so much as one bar on my cellphone. Family reunions are great but can we please have them somewhere other than West Virgina. It's beautiful but I'd prefer going on a cruise or even staying in Hawaii to that.

I'm writing from D.C. Yes, my non-existant fans are actually going to find out where I am sitting this very minute... well not really but whatever. No one's favorite little spazz is on the east coast and there's nothing anyone can do to stop me! The force that has brought me here is so strong in fact, I couldn't even control it and I am stuck in this stupid hotel room against my will. Poor Repunzel at least her hair reached the ground when she dropped it out of the window. Actually, I'd rather be in her shoes, she doesn't have to go on lame tours with her parents and sibling.

It's not that I don't like Washington it's just that I'm not a big fan of family trips and being cut off from my friends and... er other friends. Life could only get worse but that's really no biggie for me right now, I'm just going to count the days until my birthday. 7... done...

Maybe I'll start calculating the millaseconds too...

You know you love me,

Lara

Happy Birthday to Me!

2006-08-02T21:55:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Nothing but it doesn't matter!

I haven't posted in a while but that doesn't matter because my birthday is in 10 days! (I think...) I'm extremely extatic because I got an ipod nano as an early birthday present. I'm even so happy that negative comments about this blog can't even bug me!

G2g for now but I hope your August 12th wil be as awesome as mine is!

You know you love me,
Reika

"Bitch" is a relative term

2006-07-10T07:47:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Sweet Song, Xenosaga II (I don't remember the composer/singer)

SOOooo... I've just got a few things for today 'cause it's been some time since my last post... ish here's a list:

1. Another year of edumacation is ended and considered shitty! Fun, at least I had fun dancing.
2.The summer has been being evil and boring. I somehow need to win some kind of contest, or save the world or SOMETHING!!!
3. And finally, if today's the tenth then I have 32 days until my birthday! I think.

That's all for now.

Oh wait! For those of you who don't know than this'll be impossible to understand but I will repent for my words. -slaps words- bad Reika, bad bad Reika!

You know you love me,
Lara

Reika, vomiting would ruin the nice artwork and we don't want that now do we?

2006-07-01T20:41:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Everything's Alright, Motion City Soundtrack

Came back from Anime Expo. Saw an awesomeness online Mangaka. Got caught between blushing, vomiting, or crying. Basically acted like an idiot. Not good.

I'm insanely stupid but I've stopped carring because I'm still a little flustered. I got a whole lot of art though! (For those of you who may not know, one of my many passions in life is art, manga style mostly.) I went to a lot of artists in artists's alley and asked for original work, anything they wanted but it had to be slightly realted to music. I was pleasantly suprised with the results. Well I'm just a bit too tired at the moment to continue so maybe I'll do some followup later.
You know you love me,
Lara/Reika

Q) If you're so emo, why don't you cut yourself?- nonexistantfan

2006-06-29T21:56:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Let's get Fucked up and Die, Motion City Soundtrack

A) Because I have a low tolerance for pain.- Lara

Okay so because I'm so emo I have to lament just a little right? Good.

Soooo... let me take a page from my dear not-so-friend's book and try this on for size:

Okay so my annoying, tyrannical "friend" had made the stupid decision to take -shudder- colour guard despite my many attempts to persuade her against this. We're off-on friends though so it's sometimes hard to maintain a civilized conversation with her unfortunately. In one of these little convos, I mention in passing my opinion on the non-sport. She in return defends her so-called "sport" and as these things go, we wound up in an argument. The thing about my no-longer-friend is that she doesn't really know how to end an argument so she writes:

“Look if you're not going to be immature about this I'm not going to talk to you because I don't talk to idiots.”

Wait, she thought I was immature? Who's calling who an idiot? I'm sorry I thought adults contained themselves enough to not to call each other names.

So long story short, after discovering that she has written a very rude post about me in her -ugh- LiveJournal (Note: I don't mind LiveJournal I just don't like it as much as blogger) and had been doing so for quite some time now. AND also finding out she had dragged two more of my friends into the situation as well as some of her fellow stick- I mean flag, members into this. (Who I don't even know!) I took a leaf out of her book and chose bitch about her on this because I find that if she is allowed to continuously insult me on her -ugh- LiveJournal... then it wouldn't hurt to write one not so little one about her.

Right?

Okay so for you who skipped the whole thing here’s the parking lot version:

My un-friend is a bitchface and will always be no matter how hard I try to be mature about it and look on the brighter side of the matter. Also, we have all learned a valuable lesson, we will always meet bitchfaces and the easiest way to work with them is maintain maturity and insult them in the most intelligent way possible.

You know you love me,
Lara

What's so funny?

2006-06-14T10:09:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Simple and Clean, Utada Hikaru

I don't entirely know what's going on right now other than the fact that I look like a freiking pack animal. I've got a bag of class stuff, a bag of text books, a bag of old clothes and a bag of coloured pencils for one of my many classes. This is one of the only periods that I have nothing to do, mostly because my arcticles are all in the prosses of editing so now I can spend the time doing things like studying for finals, or homework that I forgot but instead I'm here.

Well that's all from the front,
You know you love me,
Lara

Attention, Attention, I have an announcement!

2006-06-11T09:29:00.002-07:00

Listening to: Simple and Clean (Japanese), Utada Hikaru

My annoncement is as follows:

My friends are so emo over the internet!

That is all, return to your buisiness because we know anyone reading this has none at all.

You know you love me,
Lara

Inside she's ugly...

2006-06-06T17:43:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Girl Next Door, Saving Jane

Okay its 6/6/06 so I get to be emo.

So today schedules were switched yet again I’m in two classes with her.
Come on; tell me you know who she is
You know, that girl who guys can’t get enough of.
The one girl that no matter how hard you try you’re not but she’s still standing there making it look easy.

Yeah. That one.

I never really thought about it until she wound up in close quarters with me. She’s almost perfect it’s scary, smart, pretty, popular, what else?! It never bothered me until now either, I mean, I have no problems with my self image etc. but being with her makes me feel inferior and it’s like she knows it! Now every day this week I get to feel privileged enough to hear her lament about how her hair sucks and that she’s fat. Okay if she’s fat what the hell does that make me?!

I'm not one to be jealous of something like that but just once I wish I could be in her shoes. Of course if I was her it wouldn't be as cool as I think (as these things do turn out) but maybe not. It's just depressing to think that even though I have such high morals in almost everything else, I can be affected by something as little as well, her.

Okay so I’m not going to go on because I think I’m starting to get annoying. Yay…

You know you love me,

Lara

d00dz0r, +3|-| bu++0n5 0n mal |<0mpu+3r Ar3 |-|UG3!

2006-05-30T16:04:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Black horse and a Cherry Tree, KT Tunstall

Tranlsation for my title? Dude, the buttons on my computer are HUGE! Something screwed up my computer and diffrent sites are enlarged and stuff. It's annoying and if anyone knows how to fix it please tell me!

So my memorial day was fun. After spending some time thinking about the poor people who've died in the service I went to the beach... Hmm I smell a rant comming on!

I guess I'm just weird but hasn't anyone noticed that on Memorial days everyone goes to the beach or something (Like I did) I think to most people, Memorial day has lost it's meaning. We're all to busy thinking about what we're going to do this weekend to realize that people every day, are dying and sacrificing their lives in order too keep us safe... or whatever we're in Iraq to do. That makes me sad...

On an even sadder note, my great aunt died. My problem isn't that I'm sad but that I'm not. See, dispite the fact I'd visited her ever since I was born, I never really knew my great aunt. She had Altimers my whole life and she would think that I was the grandmother I was named after or her nurse. To be honest, when I was younger, I didn't really like going to see her because of that. Now that she's passed though, I realize how much I loved her dispite the fact that she old and I guess I miss her but sad? I don't think I'll ever feel sad about her passing. I guess currently I feel indifferent about the whole situation though maybe later I'll feel diffrently.

You know you love me,
Lara

The Day After... YESTERDAY!

2006-05-20T11:17:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Natasha Beddingfeild... I can't remember the song title.

Okay so I just got through a choir festival, 4 hours of Six Flags, and 11 blissfully strange hours of sleep (Including a rather strange dream) But all in all I'm all in roses... though I probably don't smell like it. So now I'm at my computer, drinking IZZE and eating toast in a fully smillie and chubby mood. I WENT ON VIPER 4 TIMES!

Now for a random thingie that happened lasterday.

Apparently on the 'Viper' rollercoaster, they take your picture at the end of like, 3 tripple helixes. So the first time we rode, the candid photo had me looking like a moron as always, my friend looking bored (We'll call her 'Y') and my other friend flipping off the camera (I'll call her 'E') We run out like little squeeling 2nd graders to see our picture to see ourselves in all our flaming glory, then find our picture locked. We are a little dissapointed but still, we run back for more, and the second time, E and I both flip off the cameras and find our picture locked. The final time, E, Y and I all decide we're just going to point off somewhere. The result: E, facing the camera and looking extreemly startled, Y looking bored once again, and me, making a yawning pose. I wish I could say I was one of those people who take the best photos ever, but I'm unfortunately not.

Well that's all for now 'cause I've got a date with my becker longboard.
Tootles,
You know you love me,
Lara

For the Important Things in Life, Like Sexy Boots

2006-05-10T21:50:00.000-07:00

Listening To: She Will Be Loved, Maroon 5

Okay so I haven’t posted in a while, but it doesn’t mean that anyone’s suffering. Actually, my life has gotten a whole lot more busy. I’ve been running around forever since spring hols.

On an even better note, among all the other things I’ve got on my plate, along with standardized tests, I’m going to be running my mother’s loverly company website, which I might add is paying me $30 a week, more than what an allowance would pay. I think it’s going to be a lot of fun, despite the fact that I only know a semi-little bit of information on html… Heh.

Okay, it’s late and I have tests tomorrow, going.

You know you love me,
Lara

Spazzing Nose Rings!

2006-04-04T20:16:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Bohemian Rhapsody, Queen! Will not let you go, let him go!!!!!!!!!!!!

I love Queen. More, I love that song!

Okay so nothing much is happening in the world of Lara. I'm going to New York over spring hols and I'm being tormented by my leasurely life without musical theater. ON THAT NOTE... My two good friends are even writing a new musical that our little troupe can perform considering the lack of performing now for most of us.

I was just thrown a bottle of Naked juice. That's a little gross. Naked? What about the juice makes it Naked? And now my souer is screaming Hyperglicimea or something about too much sugar. Creepy.

Okay so thats all on my territory,

You know you'll always love me,
Lara

OMG MY 51ST POST!

2006-03-28T20:47:00.000-08:00

This just proves I have NO LIFE!

Listening to: Hollaback Girl, Gwen Stefani

Musical Theater is outie, I'm sad I wish my life had more meaning but it doesn't, I LOVE MUSICAL THEATER AND I'LL BE SAD TO SEE IT GO!

Anyways, back from Utah, went camping then acted a lot. Other than that not much

Oh well,
You know you love me

Lara

Flat Stanley

2006-03-01T15:06:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Nothing

Hey everyone, I'm posting from Salt Lake, Utah. I'm only here a bit but I'm at least here long enough to post. Life's good for the time being. I've got a new bear at this little build-a-bear place (His name's Kaleb) and he is to be sent to all my friends on their travels as well as mine.

We have visted the Morman Tabernacle and will see the choir later, I've seen the Great Salt Lake and numerous other religous sites. I'll be posting picutres on my Myspace later but for now you'll just have to imagine.

So far not much has happened in my notso personal life. I've spent a lot of time catching up on homework and other things as well as reading. (Apparently Wicked is such a good book that my friends can't part with it therefore I've had to buy a copy of my own.) My roomates are out at Mass, (Ash Wednesday) and I'm here working.

Note to friends:
IF YOU WANT TO CONTACT ME, DO SO ON MY MYSPACE ACCOUNT BECAUSE I CAN'T ACCESS AOL FROM HERE sorry.

Ttfn I've got work to do,

You know you love me,
Lara

A Material World

2006-02-25T19:51:00.000-08:00

Listening to: She Will Be Loved, Maroon 5

Maybe I'm f*&*ed up or something but my life is a screwed up fairy tale but without any wishes or animals or whatever.

Today's Life features Cinderella. While I'm under "House Arrest" my loverly family goes to parties and dances etc. And where am I? At home posting in my blog... YES MY BLOG!

Okay that's all so far, I must be the biggest looser in the world,

You know you love me,

Lara

RiTe Aide? Oh my gawd

2006-02-20T17:02:00.000-08:00

Listening to: I Write Sins Not Tradgedies, Panic! At the Disco

Anyways, I went touristing in my own city, loverly but it could be better... I counted 5 bums.

On a dimmer note, today is President's Day and what better way to celebrate Lincon and George's birthdays than buy spending money!? I mean really, let's all go shopping and get that new matress we all wanted or how about that lampshade that's so popular? I mean is that any way to celebrate two of the most well known Presidents ever? It's sad. Our world has become so materialistic it's getting stupid, read my little post about bribing america and you'll see what I mean.

Okay I'm done complaining, I'll see you l8r,

You know you love me,
Lara

SSP Se-- Slumber Party? I think not.

2006-02-19T18:44:00.000-08:00

Listening to: The Bad Touch, The Bloodhound Gang

If you've heard the song, this is my disclaimer: I'm only listening to it becasue my sister downloaded it onto the computer and stuck it on my play list.

Okies then, highlights and a slumber party, what didn't my day have? Sanity. Something that I've been waiting for since I was born. Anyways, lotsa black mail pictures unfortuantely and some other fun things but it was cool anyways/

On the highlights, my friend said, "This will bring out your natural highlights" This means, "This is bleach so I'm going to put more on the top than bottom so you'll have blond streaks at the top going into red then your natural brown then the sun-lightened blonde again." Me? All I said when I finished was "I'M A READHEAD?!" Not to discriminate but I'm sorry, it's rather scarring.

Okay gotta go, I love ceasar salade,

You know You love Me,
Lara

Late Night whatevers

2006-02-16T21:56:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Melodies of Life, someone I can't remember.

Okay then, I'm procrastinating again but I dn't care. I'm tired, annoyed and sleepy. And I'm debating wether I should just do my french tomorrow.

Whatever I'm going to bed.

That was short, I just had to make sure my nonexistant fans knew I still updated my blog.

You know you love me,

Lara

I can see Clearly now!

2006-02-11T19:51:00.000-08:00

Listening To: Getting to Know You, unknown

I'm soo happy! I'm finaly wearing contacts... well not now, I had to take them out but I got them! I'm so happy, I just hope I can get them back in... hehe

Anyways other than that, nothing's very new on the EDGE. I spent at the mall. Some more at the beach and a lot at home. St. Valentin's day is around the bend and candygrams are being sent out from all those lovesick secret admierers and being recived by all those slightly disgusted others. I know it's a silly wish but I hope that I get a valentine. I know some people who thinks my sci. partner likes me but I doubt it, I'm not pretty enough for him. He likes "ghetto" girls who parade around in size -100,000,000 lowriders and middrift tops and wear earings that I could wear as necklaces.

But it's not like I care.

Okay so I gotta go practice some dance numbers for theater.

You know you'll send me a valentine comment/card!,
Lara

The Prep Squeels and The Emo Kid Laments

2006-02-07T19:14:00.000-08:00

Listening to: These Boots are Made for Walking, Jessica Simpson

I don't get what's wrong with Jessica Simpson... Maybe it's a weirdo thing.

Okay so everything's slipping down the toilet of lament as far as I can tell. The exersize has killed itself and I've spent my last bit of energy on something I can't remember. My music teacher thinks I'm depressed and my friends are at war against eachother. I guess I do have a right to be slightly depressed

Uh oh, g2g trouble's a brewin'.

You know you love me, 'cause no one else does,

Lara

Money doesn't grow on trees, But paper Does

2006-02-06T20:42:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Nothing... mostly yelling

I don’t entirely know what’s wrong with my sister, we live in a wonderful rich community, we are privileged in so many ways and we aren’t dead. Sure we don’t live in the best part of the city, and we don’t have everything everyone else has but we’re so much better than the people in places like Rwanda and Iraq so what’s wrong?

My sister found out her cello is cheap.

I don’t understand her drive to have things that are so expensive. She wants brand name everything and gets mad if she gets Shasta instead of Pepsi etc. She wants what other people have and when she gets it she gets mad because everyone else has better things. She says that she’d be happier if she was dead or in Iraq and that some family there would probably have it better off than she has. I haven’t been to places like Iraq but I’m pretty sure that the other girls her age aren’t getting private lessons to play 5000 dollar cellos with bows encrusted with abalone shell on the frog.

It’s as if life’s a competition for her, when she was little she wanted a two story house. Then it became one with a balcony in her room, then one with a pool and a canopy four poster in her room. Now instead she wants to go to play expensive instruments and wear 50.00 shirts and go to Broadway productions and she expects our father to pay for it all. What’s the competition you ask?

She only wants these things because her friends have them

“Life’s not worth living if you don’t have a PSP, or a pool or an air hockey table.” She says. I’m sorry sister but I’ve lived pretty long without any of those things and I’m not dead yet obviously. “But my friends have them!” She whines. That’s nice, one of your friends also has diabetes and the other one has Cerebral Palsy do you want those too?

I don’t understand her problem, it’s like she really wants to be a hair flipping moron for the rest of her life she can.

Ugh, done venting.

You know you love me,
Lara

500 Sweeties and a Shwing? Ew...

2006-01-15T10:09:00.000-08:00

Listening to: My Milkshake, er... Kellis or something

OKay I know the Title's kinda weird I know cause at my age everything's perverted.

Not much new goin' on. Two new t-shirts and a Dodgeball DVD created yesterday.... mostly. I've spent most of my time on the internet and at the mall wasting my money on 20 dolar t-shirts. Damn Abercrombie and Fitch must make a lot of money. Frig...

Okay so not much is going on here, I'm busy being bored and trying not stab things in the prosses as well as hit things... or bump into them as well as everything else. Actualy I'm memorizing every victorian flower and their meaning. What a great waste of time but it's no different than speaking fluent pig-latin now isn't it?

Aye then, I'm just gonna go run around in circles or something. Naw, I'll spend my gift card.

TTFN You know you love me,

Lara

No life? Me? No... psh.

2006-01-12T21:14:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Here comes the sun, Beatles.

I don't know if it's just the the lyrics or the fact that they're the Beatles but somehow everything works out after I listen to them for about 10 hours... Damn that's like, 300 times. I am lacking in a life, must go to Trader Joe's pick up one, I think they're next to the clues.

On a better note I'm happy again anyways and if life got dandier my head would a-splode so I'll go.

You know you still love me all!

Lara

Goodbye Aubrey and Taulsie.

2006-01-11T18:25:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Sublime, Date Rape

This week can only get better now that bottom has been hit. After finaly reading hre blog, I've found that my friend is probably mad at me because of my solo, one of my close friends is leaving for Calabasis... wherever that is. And on top of it all I'm giving up all my free time to be a choir geek... more than I already am!

Okay now that I've vented I've got to say, tomorrow must bring good, mainly 'cause voicelessons are then and I can show my teacher my awssome belting skills... or that I've only practiced in the shower. heh.

Okay so I'm going before I get literaly kicked off the computer.

You know you love me,

Lara

Dripping Writers and Cutting Deeper

2006-01-10T18:57:00.000-08:00

Listening to: My Chemical Romance, Helena

I do't know if it's the constant working out, the fact that everything's slipping mournfully down the drain or something else but life's getting emo for me. I've been drowning any anger other emotion in the fight against a pot belly and other places that have been growing to quickly like my arm wigglies. Working out is supposed to give you a natural high but I doubt it that or I have a very high point of nirvana... or whatever it's called. I think I'm becomming one of those weirdoes who become addicted and obsessed with their weight and exersize. You know something's wrong when you're up at 5:30 running around the park in sweats a tank and your mothers trainers- er sneakers.

But that's probably just some kind of paranoia.

On the subject of my life going down the drain. Like I said, I'm giving myself indigestion by attempting to stuff all that inner rage into a bottle behind my gall bladder, not literaly of course. My friend's mad at me, everyone else hates me because of the solos I got in our Musical Theater, I don't think any of these workouts are helping me loose weight, I just destroyed at least 2 peices of glasswork, I nearly chopped my hand off with a blender, and did I mention all my friends and family are pissed at me?

The only thing that's not going bad is that I don't think my grades are going down that far yet. I hate studio school. I don't want to become like Lindsay Lohan, thin and creepy, but I've found myself eating less and less... I think I'm sticking the emotions in my stomach not my gall bladder. I'm going to do some crunches or something.

You know you love me,
Lara

Retards Attempting Poetry

2006-01-02T11:24:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Panic! At the Disco… (I’m not writing the whole title) The only fun girls…

The day after a great party and I’m bright eyed and bushy tailed… provided my tail was visible and my eyes were useful.

It wasn’t a huge flop but it wasn’t a very big success either actually it was really fun. Towards the end we did just congregate in my friend’s room where we talked about people we hated, liked, and everything else. Not to mention we played a dumb game of Truth or Dare resulting in moi and Gothic Kitty running down the street in the pouring rain in our bottom most layers. (Even though I cheated and ran in a cami instead.) Poor GK and her red bra were soaked but it was hilarious.

I have to cut this off quickly, I’m being called away to work on my project.

You know you love me,

Lara

Gothic Kitty this goes to You.

2005-12-30T20:04:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Nothing

Mykel, this is for you.

You called me perfect on Myspace, and I know that you may think that but keep this in mind.

You know inside that I’m not perfect, if I was a couple of thing would be very different.

First I wouldn’t be writing this to you because if I was perfect I wouldn’t need a blog to waste my time away while I was at home because I would be able to think of way more productive things to do. Second I would have never even met you if I was perfect. We would have been way to different. Like, way to different, and you’d have tried to stab me or something. Not to mention I wouldn’t even be in MBMS because I’d probably be going to Chadwick and then we wouldn’t have all those wonderful memories of our years together.

“OMG you guys! Anyone can have an orgy! It’s just when a whole bunch of people get together and do something that they all like to do. GOLFERS CAN HAVE ORGIES!” Now you see, if I was perfect, none of that would have happened because I wouldn’t have had to take Study Hall. In fact like I said above I would probably be going to some elite school where I would have no fun because I wouldn’t find anyone there who liked Amy Brown or Evanescence or anything like that. I’d be stuck with books and left brained thinking and that’s just painful.

Being perfect is relative. To me for example perfect is an ant. An ant is perfect, he has nothing to worry about, just carrying food to his queen. He lives to serve his queen and he doesn't care about anything else. All his needs are taken care of, and his brain is too small to worry about things such as taxes or getting in to collage. His brain is too small to comprehend even things that are threats to him like feet or magnifying glasses. Mykel I also don’t prefer being called an ant. It makes me feel bad ^_^

I honestly don’t know what you’d call perfect but I can say it’s not me. I’m not German-Supermodel skinny, my eyes are useless and I’m a B student. For g0d sakes, I can barely walk three steps without tripping or running into a pole or wall. Mykel, No one’s perfect, and calling someone else that isn’t gonna make you feel better anyways.

But as far as trading opinions on ourselves goes, I’d gladly trade eyes with you anyday.

You know you love me!
Lara

Psycotic Sisters and Athlete Brothers

2005-12-30T12:29:00.000-08:00

Listening to: La Vie Boheme, Rent

I must say, this blog thing has become a habit... Probably because there's nothing to do on the effing EDGE! I'm bored, disgruntled, and my hair is wet because it take it like, 4 hours to dry, wether or not I use a blow dryer. Not to mention my sister has decided to create a blog too.

It's honestly not like I hate my sister or anything, in fact I love her. (I have to.) But she's gone way too far, blogging is something that I do because I have nothing to do and I'm bored. My sister has decided to not only copy my blog but my writing style and tells all her friends about this blog too.

My poor non-existant fans must be crushed considering that they're probably being replaced by existant fans. So it's not all that bad.

I must say quickly though, little siblings are looked down on. We're expected to live up to our superstar brothers and sisters who just happened to be conceived first. Most people look at us and say things like, "Why couldn't you be more like your sister." or, "Your brother could run a mile in 3 seconds why can't you?" NEWS FLASH DUDE, I'M NOT MY BROTHER! I'm not Reki nor will I ever be your precious first born so shut the freiking hell up!

Okay I'm gonna do some math or something, sorry for the gripe.

You all know you love me,
Lara

The Ultimate Oxymoron

2005-12-28T09:14:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Sublime, Date Rape

I think I've developed carpal tunnel in my pinkie... That's weird.

Anyways the holiday season is drawing to a close but not without it's stragglers. The attack of the gift baskets has arived. It isn't to say I don't love the people who send these to me... it's just that we get a lot of cheese. I've spent these last days telling my parents and sister about how the Blue has a funny color in it, or about how the Brie tastes like amonia or about how the Camebert has this weird crust around the edge.

Okay so it's not like I don't like cheese either, it's just that what's wrong with that good ol' stuff like chedar? Anyways, I'm cheesed out. It drives me nuts that people have come to think that my the family is a CHEESE FAMILY!

On a brighter note, our patriarch has decided to make banana bread only to find that we are missing flour. We now have something that resembles a banana bread souffle. Which by the way, isn't that bad.

Okay something's buring, please don't let it my fabric swatches... I've gotta go,

You know you love me. (And if you do you're gonna get some cheese!)

Lara

Happy Kwahanamisolicolis

2005-12-25T06:17:00.000-08:00

Listening to: My Paper Heart, All American Rejects.

Yes I know it doesn't say Chrismahanakwanza but I don't like that 'cause it leaves out the Solstice.

I'm feeling better and I know that Hanukka is tonight so I'm fine with that. Unfortunately though, because it's Christmas, nothing's open because Christmas is a time for family. I was cool with that of course until I also factored in the cold weather (Yes even on the west coast.) that might mean bad weather for surfing or biking.

You see, if we didn't live in a Christian world, none of this would happen. Of course as my friend says when I explain this to her, "And if Paul hadn't gone around telling everyone that Jesus was g0d's son we wouldn't have Chistianity in the first place considering that he was preaching Judaism." I wonder if that's true. Then my friend will go into a big lecture about how Jesus was proably born in spring and how they proably moved the date to December because they needed something to celebrate during "the dark season."

I suppose religon is a little like politics, even on blogs, which means that I'm going to get vertual stones thrown at me for angering the people... Okay so that had nothing to do with politics but still.

One more thing, according to my conspiricy freak sister, Kwanza was only invented so that the african kids who weren't Christian or Jewish could celebrate soemthing... THAT IS A LIE! I think. Of course she also says that the christian extreemists are sneaking other chirstian extreemists into our govenrmental postistions and elecotral collages so that no jewish or female presedents are possible... Wait, she just came by again talking about the Anti-Pasta... Whatever that is.

Anyways I guess that was a little bit of a rant... I'm going to kill some Sims now.

You know you love presents and me,
Happy Kwahanamisolicolis! ^_^

Lara

Neck Bends and Heels

2005-12-24T22:13:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Savage Garden, Crash and Burn(Artist, Song... wow different.. -_-)

Okay so I've come back from a full day of SNOWBOARDING!!! I'm telling all you potential snowboarders now, if you can skateboard or surf it doesn't nessicarily mean you can snowboard, THEY'RE COMPLETELY DIFFERENT SPORTS!... And I can't spell.

Okay so I'm in a lot of pain from snowboarding but I'm happy all the same, my cat (Who had been missing for the last two days while I was gone says the house-sitter) is back and as nurotic as ever. My sister is gloating about how well she can go flying off a ramp. My bones will probably recover by tomorrow so maybe I can recap more tomorow, I'll type more when I'm less tired and less ready to down about 20 painkillers.

I've said it once, I'll say it again,

You know you sorta love me... deep down, somewhere...,

Lara

The Saint's Tidbit....

2005-12-20T09:21:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Swing Swing, All American Rejects

Ouch. I was looking up the catholic saint Catherine because apparently she was killed on a torture wheel or Catherine wheel as it was called later. Apparently she wasn't placed on the side of the wheel nor in the center.

When the medival people used the torture wheel a victim's limb was placed along a spoke and a gap between the spokes. Then someone would hammer the area of the limb thus breaking the bone. They would repeat this until all the limb bones were shattered. After that they would thread the broken limbs through the wheel spokes and raise up the victim with the wheel so that the birds could eat the still living victim.

Wow, that sound actualy quite painful... Especialy 'cause apparently they wait a couple of seconds before breaking the next bone. I wonder if the limbs just went numb afterwards when they were threading them thorugh the spokes or did it just hurt like hell? We'll never know I guess...

Well I guess that's all I hope you liked that I may put some others up later but not now ttfn!

You know you love me!

Lara

Kidney of a Horse, Liver of a Cat...

2005-12-19T21:04:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Master of The House, Les Miserables

Wow, okay I've completely ended the no contractions thing, it was weird.

I haven't read anything lately, nor have I been to anything lately, oh wait, I saw Cats, one of my all time favorite musicals. I got my music for my Regonal Choir... And I can't spell. I've been working on that.

Okay so Winter Hols are here, (That's Winter Break for you non weirdoes out there.) Anyways I'd like to take this as an opurtunity to talk about something rather important, what else is more important than INDIE MUSIC!

I must bring something you all your attention! I love indie music but it's not really a genre unforutnatley. It's more of a class considering that they're only indie if they don't sign up with a big lable. The only problem is that sometimes the bands are indie for a reason. Finding good Indie bands are almost impossible at the local music store. Anyways I'm really writing this to say, INDIE IS A DYING BREED AND IT MUST BE PROTECTED SO JOIN THE FIGHT AGAINST DEINDIEFYING! Okay that was weird.

Okay so you and I know you love me,

Lara

Auditions

2005-12-14T21:33:00.000-08:00

Listening to: What is this feeling, Wicked

I've had a revolation!!! I just don't care. I don't know what caused me to think this but it's true.

It came to me durring audititons. I was called back up to sing 'Loathing' with someone else other than my partner whom I bombed the last audition with. I was afraid I was going to freak out but all of a sudden I just didn't. It was as if it didn't matter. The same when I only got 93% on a final. I just looked and shrugged. It was weird.

I guess that could be good when it comes to keeping cool but really, how good can it be if I shrug off things like 9/11 (though I may have been to young to be able to tell the difference.) I've been doing this kind of thing since I was very young and it seems to worry me, what if someone close to me died? Would I just go on with my life or would I flip out? Scary...

On a brighter note, winter hols are comming soon!!!!!! I hope you all have fun skiing and doing whatever you blokes do on your holidays. Me? I've got some parties and some friends and some art to catch up on. So peoples, stay off the beaches, I'm teaching my friends to surf all week!

You know you love me,
Lara

Something Funny!

2005-12-13T06:18:00.000-08:00

Lara's Aliases

Your movie star name: Cookies Robert

Your fashion designer name is Lara Neice

Your socialite name is Pinkie Manhattan

Your fly girl / guy name is L Gol

Your detective name is Cat Lasca

Your barfly name is Pastry Pina Colada

Your soap opera name is Alyson Marine

Your rock star name is Snickers Cheeta

Your star wars name is Larcod Golduc

Your punk rock band name is The Go-lucky Paperclip

The Amazing Meganame Generator

Er... Rather Big Announcement!

2005-12-13T05:59:00.000-08:00

I have officialy decided not to use CONTRACTIONS WHEN WRITING!!!!

Okay so like I said with the blog, I will probably forget towards the end of the week but it might be worth a try... Anyways, please bear with me and the awful grammar until I forget. I appreciate all the support from all my non-existant fans.

Well, that said I guess I must be off..

You know you love me,

Lara

Hey I Forgot Something!

2005-12-12T06:03:00.000-08:00

Listening to: My Paper Heart, All American Rejects

I'm completely bored this moring so I'm just going to post my holiday list. Hehe, and if anyone I know is reading this maybe they'll get me something.

(part of...) My Holiday List:
An Ipod with mini speakers
A pre paid scholarship to the school of my choosing....
CDs MANY cds
A PSP or a PS2 or 3 when it comes out.
The Sims... 2!
Breakfast At Tiffany's and Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (On DVD)
Merchandise from Questionable Content.com
Merchandise from Making Fiends.com
About an acre of sunflowers, with little paths running throughout the whole thing so two people can run through them without messing up the flowers. (I know, I'm easily pleased.)

Okay I think I'm done, I may have more but I doubt it, anyways, I've gotta finish somemore homework, so...

You know You love Me.

Lara

Life Just gets Jazzier

2005-12-11T20:47:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Grand Theft Autumn, Fallout Boy

Okay so like it says, life just gets Jazzier, I saw Andrew Lloyd Webber's Cats. G0d I love that show. Maybe next production we'll do that. Writing my list for the holidays I'll include a couple towards the end, now if only people read this and were generous enough to buy the things for me, considering that I doubt any of my friends want to get these things for me. (Hee, Hee, they're way to expensive for us to afford.)

On a sadder note, I've been thinking about different collages. My parent's are really against me going to Juliard or anything liberal arts related. "It's not a very lucrative career." Says mon pere, "You not going to make a verry rucrative career een singing!" says ma mere. So what if I wind up living in a flat with my artisticly inclined opera friends over on the other side of the country, it's not like I'll be hating it everyday of my life... wait.

Okay so I may hate it but really, I wouldn't mind being an actor, not a movie actress but a stage actress, like on brodaway, that'd be so much fun. Stage acting takes more talent than movie acting, mostly because movie acting means that you can stop and redo any mistakes you make whereas you really need to either be really good at improv. or else you can really screw up a show, trust me, I've been through both. (Greenie, remind me to tell you about screwing up the filming one day.)

Well, I've gotta finish some things or I'll be facing a psycotic director and a psycotic history teacher soooooo....

You know you love me,

Lara

Hey, I'm a button Pusher!

2005-12-08T06:27:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Call n' Return, Hellogoodbye

And yet life goes on for the saddened attenders of the Choral Concert. TGIO- er thank gosh it's over! Now we start stupid solos but because our director can't get a boyfriend she makes us sing about how sad it is that we're not loved, or about how love corrups people ect. I don't get it sometimes, I think she's just trying to weld it into our brains that love sucks and so we're all as sad and lonely as she is now.

Sucks for us doesn't it?

Anyways, it's only 6:36 right now so I can't talk about my day yet but I'll think of something, maybe I should just update later, that'd make more sence. Well then...

Au Revoir.

You know you love me,
Lara

Popping Truifles

2005-12-03T12:01:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Call N' Return, Hellogoodbye

Ooo yeah, I just love the weekend! Seeing a movie, running along the beach, lighting the pier! What could be better! The only damper on my spirits is the looming fear of the dress. Ugh the blue horrid dress I'm stuffed into for "The sake of our choir." Not only is the ugly blue dress forced upon us, but when we outgrow them during the year the director makes us buy new ones. I'VE BEEN THROUGH 3 ALREADY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If that's not bad enough, I'm now being forced to wear my horrible choir director's old dress. Ugh, it wreaks of death and teacher sweat. It's only a matter of time 'till I croak because of the thing... Well the enter button has officialy stopped working so I'm just going to use the quote button to end this.

You know you love me, don't forget it.

Lara

Hynah!!!! Mpashwing!!!

2005-11-26T18:24:00.000-08:00

Listening To: The rythmical humming of the computer and the occasional quips from my cousin and her little friend.

Anyways, today wasn't that eventful. The looming doom of school returns as we scramble to defeat the lumps of homework that have been assigned to us that we blew off over the break. Idian food is ever so yummy on a lazy samedi, now if only the samedi wasn't so lazy. I've lately been spending all my time at the Coffee Bean pumping 5 times the amount of caffene into my body with the yummiest ice blended pepermint thingies. I love coffee right now but I should really be watching what I eat er... drink. I want to fit into my promotion dress no matter how many months away Juin is.

Well gotta go, sorry it's so short I'll be back shortly.

You know you love me.
Lara

Happy Late Turkey Day

2005-11-25T07:54:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Sing me Spanish Techno, The New Pornographers

Well, it's the day after Thanksgiving, when we celebrate the pilgrims finaly getting the indians to help them with their pointless problems and then return the favor by spreading desease and stealing their land.

Weeell this has been a weird morning for me, I now know the idiocies of playing Runescape. The whole place sucks and I'm pretty sure smells too. 'Cause I'm lacking in anything to gripe about I'm just going to recap yesterday for you peoples who randomly might be reading this blog.

Well, what did I do yesterday, went to a friends house, coaxed her older brother (Werid, Arrogent, Annoying, older brother) into teaching us to play D&, almost started until my pocket started to vibrate signaling me to go home before my dad developed a peptic ulcer. Had Thanksgiving dinner. Watched Batman Begins with the rest of my family, mainly cousins. Went to bed.

Yes this was a very eventful day for me soon I'll be playing bridge with my old granny friends, remincing about the "good ol' days". I shudder at the thought. Being as bored as I am, I'm just going to write a quick list and conclude this. Soo....

The top Ten things to do when life gives you lemons.
10. Make (ugh) Lemonade
9. Throw them back
8. Find an annoying kid with a paper cut.
7.Throw them at Hillary Duff.
6. Make a statue with them.
5.Prevent scurvy.
4.Lemon Merangue Pie.
3. Flip out.
2. Eat the Lemons.
And the number one thing to do when life gives you lemons?
1. Stick them in your shirt and make your boobs look biger.

Well, You know you love me,

Lara

Argh I'm gonna have to stab the guy who gave him a nine!

2005-11-24T10:43:00.000-08:00

Listening to: The new Pornographers, Use It.
And once again the enter button doesn't work, shit shit. Anyways, this is just gonna be one big enter even though it says I'm quoting youall know that I don't quote people. Okay so I've donned a more... surfer additude ish... Well at least I'm thinking about dragging my friends and my sister's surf board down to the beach tomorrow. As for today, HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL O' YALLS! I'll make this quick 'cause the parental bodies want me to bake something resembling a pie and I have to keep my sister from stealling the poor turkey's gibblits. A reminder to you all, stay away from the beach 'cause tomorrow i'm hauling my friends and my sister's Becker Supermodel down and I need my space. So ttfn!
You all know, deep down in your heart that you love me more than thanksgiving,
Lara

Use Protection

2005-11-21T17:48:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Dance Dance, Fallout Boy
Shit, the enter button isn't working on blogger again darnitdarnitdarnit. Anyways I'm looking for GOOD indie music so if any of my nonexistant fans wanna send me something please do so. One of my new favorite bands has become, (drumroll please) THE NEW PORNOGRAPHERS!!!!!! I've gotta get back to my homework before the Studio School kills me, so this is gonna be short and sweet, I love you alls 'cause I'm in a good mood. That is before I show my dad the detention I got for kicking a guy in the groin. TTFN
You know you love me
Lara!!!

Remember our own Piano Man?

2005-11-06T06:54:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Piano Man, Billy Joel

-sniff- well everything's pretty okay now... I guess everythings okay anyways.

On a brighter note, RENT COMES OUT NOV. 23! I've never seen the play but my friends are all raving about it so it sound's kinda cool. YAY I SMELL A PARTY! Isn't it sad how we er... people will throw a party for any reason? But we're actualy going to see the movie but still I love the song "Seasons of Love" I can't wait to see this movie!

Okay so anyways.... there isn't much to talk about considering that it's only like 7:00am right now. Ah well, you're gonna have to settle for a list of stuff again (just so I can make this post look longer than it actualy is.)

Okay the top five reasons (other than any kind of anniversary) to throw a party!:
5. Because your parents are out.
4. Because it's a holiday
3. Because you just got a new bf/gf
2. Because a new movie or a new book ect. has just come out
1. 'Cause you just want to, need I say more?

Okay so I'm done for this morning but who knows, I may keep going... or not, I'm going to get a french maicure this morning so I look nice for.... whatever decides to come up today.

Okay so You know you love me,
Lara

I'm Horrible... -cries-

2005-11-01T16:30:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Ironic by Alanis Morisette

Oh my gosh... I just yelled at this guy who was mourning the aniversary of his mom's death today.

The few things wrong with this:
1. I have known him for three years and yet, I still forgot to give him his space today. (I should have known something was wrong when he didn't yell at me this morning.

2. I accused the guy of craving attention. (At this point I would normaly say somthing petty like "He's always trying to get attention... ect." but I don't think I should add that here)

Okay so I'm a crappy person, I'm gonna go like, cry now.

I don't deserve to be loved,
Lara.

vloo vloo head... 0_0...

2005-10-30T13:06:00.000-08:00

Oookay then, what's worse than a chain of freak-dancing second graders? One of your best friends freak-dancing with the one guy you hate the most! I have to say, I vomited for about an hour before I went to bed at like 2 in the morning.

Here's the thing about my friends though:

Do they care if I'm barfing my guts out at the sight of the pair of idiots dancing?

I think not.

Anyways, so the evening closed on a lost purse, a long tedious makeout sesion (WHICH I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH!) and a thoroughly sick moi, who by the way had to give the pair a ride home. After sleeping in until, (Dramatic Pause) eight o'clock I'm forced to get up, decorate myself in a "lovely" pink outifit and I'm marched off to my friend's conformation. I'm still not sure what it is.

Hold on, one more comment about freak-dancing nasties:
I don't get the point of it all but if I'm stuck in a huge group of the grinding weirdoes my best friend is NOT I repeat, NOT supposed to laugh and walk away, no matter how, whatever the ell she was. So anyways, I've just got to say this one thing

IF I EVER MEET THIS GUY WHO INVENTED FREAK-DANCING I WILL SHAKE YOUR HAND, CONGRADULATE YOU, THEN THROW YOU OFF A BALCONY.

Okay so that's all I guess I'm going to drown my annoyance in g0d's one good creation, chocolate.

You know you love me,
Lara

EAT ANTHRAX!

2005-10-28T10:22:00.000-07:00

Listening to: All for you, Janet Jackson

Haha I love journalism, I can do pretty much whatever I want as long as it looks like I'm writing about something. We normaly play music when we're working but these songs are so outdated it's funny really. The only problem wiht Janet Jackson is that I will forever associate her with that stupid superbowl incident. WE TiVOED IT! Currently I'm supposed to be working on a pro article for uniforms- Pish! Like that's gonna happen.

Okay so I feel kinda bad that instead of working in the class that I worked so hard to get into I actualy am just playing games but really, I'm so glad we have a substitute today. Okay so I'm just gonna write a list this time instead of a book review.

Okay a list of ways to get back at your horrible control-freak editor in cheif:
10. Ignore them (occasionaly this won't work)
9. Hurt them in any way possible. (Okay so it's not very mature but who cares)
8. Get them in trouble in any way. Make sure that you don't get caught in the prossess.
7. Write a list of things that annoy you about them, print it in the paper instead of the horoscopes your also supposed to be writing.
6. Fill their locker with old balogna sandwiches.
5. Serve them brownies with laxitive in them.
4. Put Nair in their shampoo so that their hair gets all clumpy and stuff.
3. Pelt them with waterballons, eggs, something messy and that will throw far.
2. Stuff doghair up their noses.
1. The age old, flaming poo in a bag. Need I say more.

Okay I'm gonna get yelled at so I've gotta go,

You know you love me,
Lara

The Four hundred secret posts

2005-10-16T10:47:00.000-07:00

Listening to : My Paper Heart, All American Rejects

ALL HAIL LARA THE DIVA SLAYER!

You know, a little like buffy but I kill diva's instead... with an Uzi.. heh,... sorta, not. Okay whatever

Diva: Like ew! What are you wearing?!
Lara: EAT ANTHRAX! *Boosh!*

Okay so my sis Reki came up with it but who cares.

Went sailing again, much better than last time! I went with my friend and we had an awesome time trying to stay standing on top of the ship's cabbin. Don'tcha love the boat. One thing though, don't eat while doing this, serious sea sickness could result.

Note to all my wonderful non-existant fans, if you ever find out where I live and who I actualy am ect. don't send me any of that mineral water with orange esscence I can't stand it anymore, I've been living off of it for ages now. That would be of course, if you were in your right mind to send me anything to begin with.

I don't feel like writing a list so I'm just gonna make a review then say bye!

Book: To kill a Mocking Bird
Author: I'll figure it out later..
Genre: Historical Fiction.. I think.
Actual Review: Okay um... I guess I can say that it was a good book, very well written er... it was sorta confusing but cool all the same. I love iorny. Okay whatever.

You know you love me,
Lara

At the end of the day she's the one who began it?

2005-10-06T19:28:00.000-07:00

Listening to: At the end of the day- Original cast recording, Les Miserables.

Life on THE EDGE?! It's at almost a standstill. I should be working on my voice techniques but instead I'm typing this. Oh well.

Something funny to raise your eyebrow at my awful sence of humor:
In my outdated french textbook the translation for Uh Oh! Is Oh Lala... I though that meant something.... else.

Oh Lala, better shorten this quickly, I have to find a monolouge soon or else someones going to be very angry, A.K.A That darn director.

Okay ending with a book review again.
Name: The Phantom of the Opera (YES IT IS A BOOK)
Author: Gaston Leroux
Actual Review: A slow start, interesting idea, it was sometimes hard to understand the wording but it's pretty good. I've been reading this very elaborate version with cool ilustrations too, fashioning my costume after one of the character's costumes for the masquerade scene.

Okay that's all I can say for now, I'm going to be in a lot of trouble if I don't have that monolouge. I'll see you people,

You know you love me,
Lara

Yeah, life's annoying that way.

2005-10-04T07:33:00.000-07:00

I'm so hungry.... Fasting started last night at sunset for all you annoying jew-but-non-jews out there. Yeah, we devoted people are busy starving while you guys gorge yourself of bananas and peppermints. So, what do we, devoted people do while we try not to think about food? Hmm... I feel a list comming on!
Okay since the "enter" button's not working right now I've decided that I'll just write it like a sentence.
Now, Five things to do when fasting to get your mind off the people who are eating bananas and peppermints.
5. Write (See previous post if you're having problems with writer's block) 4. Sleep, it works for an hour or two. 3. Read, something that doesn't involve people stranded somewhere and starving, that's one of the only things that doesn't help. 2. Do your homework that you were supposed to be doing last night but "forgot" to do while watching those episodes of "The OC" that you tevoed for about a month.
And the one best thing to do while fasting!?
Easy, do numbers 5 through 2 simultaniously. Read something boring that will put you to sleep then when you wake up, write an essay about the weird dream you had about you and a cast member of "The OC" robbing a bank, turn that in as homework.
Of course if none of that works, unless you can think of something else to while away the hours until sunset, you're screwed.
Don't say I didn't warn you!
You know you love me,
Lara

The best nation in the world? procrastiNATION!

2005-10-03T16:52:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Dirty Little Secret by All American Rejects

Okay, so I'm not the best blog keeper in the world.. but two things, 1) who's reading this? and 2) I warned you all already. Anyways, STILL at a pretty dull standstill, er... Started voice lessons, my teacher looks like my english teacher. The first edition of the newspaper is comming out soon and I made my deadline! Yay Me! Hmm.. I don't think there's anything else to say. I know, another list and then another book review! (sorry greenie)

10 things to do when facing writers block:
10. List all the words you can think of and write a poem.
9. Sit and stare at your paper till you get something.
8. Read someone elses -insert writing article here- and steal their ideas.
7. Read my blog and write about how awesome I am... or how stupid I seem...
6. Eat until you can't fit into your size 3 jeans anymore. (I don't know how this will cure writers block but it is fun.
5. Make a list.
4. Write a review.
3. Listen to music, even if you don't get inspiration it's fun to play 'Hairbrush Kareokie!' (Did I spell that right?)
2. Shop, surf, walk, dance, do something other than sitting on your arse numbing you mind on the computer.

And number one thing to do when you have writer's block?

1. Stop reading this blog, get off your lazy arse and write the first thing that comes to your mind, like you think this is going to help you?

Okay I don't feel like writing a book review so whatever I'll just say bye.

You all know you love me,
Lara

TalktomeHarryWinston! Tellmeallaboutit!

2005-09-20T18:39:00.000-07:00

Listening to: "Crash and Burn" by Savage Garden
Feeling: Bad/Guilty, I just binged... Must get nasty taste of vomit out of mouth...

Okay life's at stand still... until I got the best news.

I'm in Journalism! I like to belive that they found my application and realized how wrong they were and they let me in. The sad truth is that the head of Journalism just wanted me to stop bugging her and just let me in. Ahh well when it comes to this, I'll take what I can get.

So I've decided something very important. I NEED to improve my writing skills, 'cause I think I wrote a horrible article last time I checked. So I'm going to be updating probably weekly not daily because if I did I'd be dead. So I'll end with a book review because that's probably what I'm going to be doing on the Journalism staff.

Book: The Da Vinci Code (so I finished it like last year, who cares)
Author: Dan Brown
Genre: Mystery I guess....
I thought the book was wonderfully well writen, dispite the fact that a lot of the info was false and it sent people on a rampage. Now that was cool. Anyways, pretty good, sorta confusing but whatever.

Wow look at the time, I should be doing my HW

You all know you love me,
Lara

Graaaaaak

2005-09-19T20:28:00.000-07:00

Ew. I'm telling all you girls who think you're superly fat and ugly something very important:

STARVING YOURSELF HURTS!

Trust me, there's nothing worse than the feeling of your stomach expanding and contracting and trying to digest the 3 1cm. slices of banana that you had for breakfast lunch and dinner (One slice for each meal.)

Honestly, I find this somewhat ironic. My writing sample was about anorexia and bulimia and yet here I am almost sampleing my own wears it seems. This is sorta sickening, I don't even think I'm making any progress, I'm just crankier than usual. As I researched the subject I learned something, all I'm doing is letting my muscles go to waste and soon I'll be a weak but skinny, sickly pale stick. (the kind I could snap in half right now... If I had the energy.)
Ouch it hurts to breath, I feel like such an effing hippocrate.
Aww, screw anorexia I'm going to get fried chicken.

Cold Turkey

2005-09-19T10:08:00.000-07:00

So freiking nervous... I could pee... not really...

The school board is the most disorganized thing of the century, after my desk, you submit an aplication and you're trusting the legion of the dead to make sure they don't lose it, or put it in their morning coffee. That would be why this world is so messed up, we're more obsessed with food than the well being of the school system and the children and parents who depend on the system to educate their offsprimg.

But really what are we actulay learning? Take the class I'm in RIGHT NOW. Computer aidded publishing... or CAP. I guess I'm doing what I'm supposed to do... I'm publishing.. sorta. I mean isn't that what a blog is? See I'm making more progress then the rest of the class. Considering the group across the isle is surfing the net... aka Neopets. -sigh- how sad is that?

I'm ready to burst, does it look like you're trying too hard when you write a 398 word article about anorexia and bulima for a journalsim class? Is it really my fault that the blind eyes of the office couldn't see the hilighted words at the top of the aplication "INCASE I'M NOT IN JOUNALISM?!" Honestly that's why I'm spending my time here in Ap Tech. hence the topic of this blog.

So I guess that this class is a good thing... ish. Because if I didn't take this class I'd actulay be productive and then I wouldn't have time to write to all my wonderful non-existant fans!

-sigh- I've said this once I'll say it again:

You know you love me!
Lara

Worming in or Right to be?

2005-09-18T20:13:00.000-07:00

Okay, today I feel like gripeing... sad isn't it?

A breif discription of my day:

Fought with my friend, pigged out on fatty foods, felt guilty (about the food not friend), excersized after eating, er.. gave the food up, felt better about myself, went craft shopping to repaint the strawberries on my pants, read, and slept...

Okay so not brief but who cares right, it's not like anyone's actualy reading this, I mean, who want's to busy themselves with my problems (Like writing that article on self-image) okay I'm going to vomit some more then finish the article... Maybe I'll write one on eating dissorders next.. hehe.

List of things to do:
1) Change blog format
2) Get Gym Teacher fired
3) Yell at my friend somemore for being a b%^&h
4) Clean room
5) All hallows eve. costumes!

Oh well, reading the Gossip Girl series, (Yes I'm immature) soooo I'll end with this:

You all know you love me!, (Gosh how self-centered is that?)

Lara

Death to the Orange Book

2005-09-15T10:05:00.000-07:00

If I'm the only one who notices this in this class but the orange books suck. Er.. Applied techonology.... Who the heck invented this thing!? They have no order whatsoever and they don't make any sence. I'm about this close to blowing up.

List of Things to do during App. Tech.
1) Do your Homework, the smartest idea.
2) Update your blog, what I'm doing.
3) Read.
4) Catch up on some z's
5) Actualy do what you're supposed to do.

But honestly, why do number 5 right? I can't see why we should be forced to do this kind of thing. Anyways, you working people have it easy, you don't have to awnser to the confusion of an instructor like ours. Just keep that in mind when your seagull bosses come in to scream and poop on everything. TTYL I guess, see you peoples and don't eat yellow snow.